The art of getting This is how we do Brooklyn boy You know I'm sayin'?
R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P A C, R.I.P niggas that OD Aiyyo, the bottom line is I'ma with a deal If my record don't I'ma rob and steal You better recognize I'm straight from the street These industry niggaz startin' to like somethin' to eat snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You wanna see her again?" Get your ass to the nearest ATM I have dreams of an' R 'n' B, bitch
And I'll wake up early and bounce with all shit When I apply pressure, son it even funny I'm about to stick Bobby for some of Whitney money Brian McKnight, I can get that anytime Have Keith sweatin' starin' down the barrel from my Since these Harlem niggaz seem to all be fam I put the gun to Cardan tell him, "Tell man Mason Betha, haha, come up of watch now I mean now"
The only excuse for being broke is in jail An can't make bail if he broke as hell I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of Probably have to him, run and toss the nine I'd follow Fox in the drop for four Plottin' to her for that rock Kurupt copped What Jigga just sold 4 mil? He got somethin' to live for Don't want no nigga puttin' four through that Bentley Coupe I'll man Mariah like, "Bitch, get on the ground"
You ain't with Tommy no who gonna protect you now? I been skeamin' on Tone and since they found me Steve not to wear that platinum shit around me I'm a nah for real son I'm sick I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all old school shit Right now I'm bent and when I get like I don't think About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece run nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?
This serious Being broke can you delirious So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 50 Cent how it feel to rob and nigga?
This ain't Being broke can make you So we rob and steal, so our ones can be 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry
I'll catch P and Silk The Shocker after the Grammies And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Run up on Timberland and Missy the you gimme the cash and you put the hot dog down I it out Been robbin' Joe before why his ass wanna be a playa no more Mad at you I'm J.D., fuck you, pay me
Had Da Brat with 'em, shoulda had his gat him DMX wanna get down you tell homey I'm on that Treach shit, I do my all by my lonely I rob Clue man, his shit did well I wanna stick TQ but his shit sell I hit the studios, take and leave Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for funny ass rings Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I three
I'll beat your ass like that boy on MTV Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin' up Nigga get capped pickin' 'em up Heavy to hide his shit, nigga try to stall ya He said, "Why you robbin' me I got nuttin' but for ya" Caught for his Cash Money piece Told him I it all he said, "Even my gold teeth?" I caught Blackstreet on a back in a black jeep
One at a get out and take off your shine Did you ever think that you would be this Did you ever think that you would have these Did you think that I'd flash the nine? And walk off your shit like it's mine? I'ma keep niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Bivins
Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens I'm hungry for real I'm 'bout to Mister C That nigga still eatin' off Big's LP I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the He me if I had enuff I told him, "Gimme some more" Is you feelin' this? Then wait for the I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin' People
This ain't Being broke can you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it feel to rob and nigga?
This serious broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal, so our can be bigger 50 Cent how it to rob and industry nigga?
For real, yo, you know I'm sayin'? Niggas got to get stuck up just how it goes down It don't matter if you an nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I it I want it 50 ain't fuckin' around
Track Masters ain't fuckin' Crazy Cat fuckin' around The Madd Rapper ain't around So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, your pockets Watch everybody on the train, everybody on the bus we gonna get you whether you like it or not